In my mind, I am as wild and free as the woods.
I walk in lush, green grass and touch the trees,
With bark so rough and leaves with glossy sheen.
I marvel at the flowers that brightly sway
In the soft, warm breeze of a summer day,
With bees – the keepers of the Earth.
My thoughts take flight on wings of words,
To talk and sing and weave their tapestry
Like butterflies that dance and dart,
As multi-coloured birds begin their tale.
The river runs its course as I look on;
I blink, I am awake, and it is gone.
I rise to face the day, whatever comes
Within the constricts of an adult life;
But in my mind I shall forever be a child at play,
As wild as the woods, forever free.
© Alyson Mountjoy 12/11/2016